Jul 4
Since the night he wore my Microsoft Tshirt, the cows came home. Literally. I left the country to watch the cows walk under rainbows and then left again to spill my guts to a skinny Tennessee woman who saw the way I wore outfits and sat with me on the ship deck smoking area in the arctic wind, sucking wine and what ever else we had to offer one another. Now he wears my titanic shirt quite often and drives me across boarders I can name and also ones no one has ever seen. We drive down roads where cars are not allowed and I feel so small and so big at the same time. I hope we grow so much together. I hope I can honour this blessing.
